"Can I trust you to not cause distruction while I'm gone?" Steve looked to Tony.

"I suppose," he shrugged, he planned on being in his lab anyway.

Steve gave the man a look and turned his attention back to his guest, "I'll be back, why don't you try a nap again?"

Bucky had very little if any interest in that request but rather in asking where Steve was going.

"I found a place that sales this type of granite so I'm going to go get it and then I'm going to deal with the island," he pulled his jacket on and headed for the door, "If you don't want a nap why don't you watch a little tv?"

"TV?" the medium haired man looked about and looked to Tony, "What TV?"

"That TV," the man pointed to the flat screen.

Bucky hurried over to the device and inspected it, "How do you work this?"

Tony rolled his eyes, "Jarvis why don't you give him some cartoons or something?"

"Yes sir."

The sudden voice made the merc flinch, looking about in his ready position.

Tony found it comedic and just went to his lab, leaving Bucky to figure it out by himself.

After a few moments of colorful silliness the ex-solider felt hungry again. He didn't need Steve, he saw where the food was. He would just get it himself.

A few steps over the grounded stone and he was looking through cabinets for a meal. What he found was a box of Oreos. He tilted his head at the bright covering and shrugged, it was food.

The trip to the store took far longer than the solider intended. He hurried to the penthouse to check the kids, he was sure they were hungry now and possibly worried.

He pushed the door opened and walked in, hearing a wrestling, "Hey, sorry about..."

Wrappers and plastic was all over the floor along with the empty cardboard juicebox containers. The disarray of crumbs and fragments of food lead to the livingroom, where Tony and Bucky where fighting over a box of cupcakes.

"Give it to me," Bucky said calmly as he was trying to twist the box from Tony.

Those were Tony's favorite items and he was not going down without a fight, "Not a chance! You already ate the rest of my cabinet!"

"I said give it to me!" the solider swung the box, tossing Tony into the couch. He scoffed and ripped it open, before he could even reach a hand in the container Tony slammed the remote into the back of his head.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Steve quickly ran over when the ex-solider grabbed the genius' shirt and raised a fist to him, "What in the h3ll did you two do!?"

Tony pushed at Bucky's face, "He ate all my snacks!"

"He hit me!"

"I should've known better than to leave you two alone so soon," he pulled them apart, "Rooms now. And no touching any toys."

"What am I in trouble for!?" the youngest demanded.

"Because I saw you hitting. Now get!" he watched as Tony stamped off, "And you, James," Bucky looked up to him quickly, "If you ever raise a fist to him OR throw him like that again I will spank your butt so you can't sit for a month."

The threat left him perplexed but not arguing. He just stood up and walked away to his assigned room.

The blond sighed and looked at the destruction of the area, "I'm gonna need some help."

Sam Wilson was sitting on his couch reading the paper as he sipped some tea, enjoying a little quiet time when his phone began to ring. He let it go two times before picking up, "Hello?"

It was Steve, "Hey Sam, what are you up to?"

"Just relaxing some. What about you?"

He chuckled and rubbed his head, "The lady of the house is out a few days and I'm stuck with two kids I can't leave alone. I need some help."

The man took a long sip of his tea before asking, "And want me to come over and give aid?"

"I would really appreciate it. And owe you a big one."

He snickered, "You already owe me a big one, but I'll come help you out. Just give me an address."

Steve relayed the address to him and suggested he bring some overnight clothes, minimum. With a few thank yous he bid him goodbye and went to check his kids.

Tony was laying on his bed, glaring at the headboard. He still wasn't quite sure why he was in trouble. He had a right to defend his food, it is one of man's basic needs.

"Are you ready to come out and apologize?" Steve asked, peeking his head into the room.

"Why do I have to apologize? You saw how greedy he was being! He ate everything and was going to eat my cupcakes!"

"You have to apologize because you hit him in the head with a remote," he gave him a pointed look.

"I was defending my food." the man crossed his arms.

"You can come out and sit in the corner of the livingroom if you want. While I have him clean up his mess."

Tony huffed and kicked his feet unhappily.

Steve rolled his eyes at the fuss and sat next to him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders, "Listen, Tony, I know how you feel about your treats. Bucky has been locked away for a long time. Remember when you were in captivity for those months and how the first thing you wanted was Burgerking? Thats what it's like for Bucky. But it's been years since he last had things like this."

The genius pouted and looked at his feet. He hated being explained how he was wrong in a way he couldn't argue.

"He's going to be apologizing to you as well and I'm going to go buy some more food, ok?"

He waivered a little before nodding and softly agreed.

Steve smiled, "Thats my boy."